Sheer
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Post by Sheer on Oct 19, 2009 14:59:21 GMT -8
OOC:Evil Lyon will be in this color okay? Normal Lyon will be in normal color
IC: A short furred skinny lilac cat walked gracefully on the edge of the forest staying just within the trees. Bronze eyes glared out at the silver fences that served as a wall between worlds. He usually didn't come here in the morning, it was far too noisy, but at night it was a calm quiet place. The bronze orbs turned away from the strange sharp material and focused forward again. These eyes would much rather be in the calm darkness then in the blinding light of morning. Finally the lilac figure sat down amongst a tree. On the inside he was shuddering, out of anger, out of shock. What a decrepid old fool, screaming at me my whole life about how only weaklings wish to escape the world by ending their life. And there he goes and kills himself, how insolent. Trying to push limits gets you no where without consequences. A sharp pain tore him out of his thoughts, he endured it silently, it was nothing new to him. But that little thought kept pestering him, Is this somehow my fault, did I do something to cause all of this? The thought only lasted a heart beat before getting chased out of his head. Whatever caused this it's too late to change it now. That old furball got what he asked for. With that the lilac cat sat down among the tree roots curling his tail around his paws, feeling the cool night air rustling his fur.
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Post by Rascally on Oct 19, 2009 20:02:22 GMT -8
Cole Came out of the woods and into a small clearing seeing his good Friend Lyon sitting there looking torn in two. He frowned some and padded towards him. HIs golden eyes were the same color of the falling leafs around him. He sighed his black coat with white markings. made him stand out. he Approched Lyon and settled down. Next to him "Lyon are you still worked up over him?" He asked softly.
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Sheer
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Post by Sheer on Oct 20, 2009 14:22:48 GMT -8
"Hardly, the old fool got what he was asking for" Lyon's words were cold and racked with harsh amusement. "Yelling at me for my entire life about the value of staying alive and then he goes and kills himself. What insolence." his voice stayed infuriatingly calm and a leisurely tone took the place of the harsh amusement. Quit kidding yourself Lyon, you have a right to be upset over this. Regardless, crying over spilled milk isn't going to get anyone anywhere. "No I'm not upset Cole, not anymore anyways. The world's not going to stop moving, if I stay depressed and pretend it is then I'll have a lot of catching up to do when I snap out of it right?" Lyon commented innocently. The cold air was seeping into him from sitting still for so long, another racking pain washed over him. Agh, you've got to be kidding me. Only the higher deities can fathom why I didn't rid myself of the old furball earlier.
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Post by Blackie™ ` VAMPIRE on Oct 20, 2009 15:39:10 GMT -8
(Lol I have no clue what is going on. I'm real confused. Thats okay though, better to roleplay with the personality of my cat than the opposite. ;D)
Large two-leg dens loomed high above any cat could jump. They touched the sky, it seemed. The beautiful she-cat never tried to see the top. She would have to stand on her hind paws, and still would fall over trying to get even the slightest glance. Instead, she just followed the lilac tom she secretly loved. She was devoted to him, and him alone. She would go to the ends of the world for him. He was the love of her life. And maybe the father of my kits one day... Her thoughts were her own. No one knew. No one had to know. Besides, why would Lyon like her when there were plenty of she-cats to choose from?
"Hi Cole." Her sweet mew sounded from behind the skinny tom she was following. She sat beside him, giving her pelt a quick washing. The cold was seeping through her thick pelt, sending shivers down her spine.
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Post by Sheer on Oct 20, 2009 15:44:33 GMT -8
"What, no hello for me?" Lyon's voice was in a playfully hurt tone. The lightness and lilt of his voice was disturbed by the cronic pain, "Ungh!" he grunted, pesky annoyance, you don't know where it was hurting so you couldn't stop it. It passed as quickly as it came, Lyon shook it off quickly, he was use to this thing by now. He focused on the she-cat that just came up. Serenity was always so sweet and cheerful, he'll have to ask her how she did it. He needed all the help he could get now, the dark echo of coldness and accusation was still throbbing in him.
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Demon the Monsta
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Post by Demon the Monsta on Oct 20, 2009 19:37:24 GMT -8
Ada twitched her ears to the left as she heard a bird call, she silently walked forward through the tree's towards the call. The tree's were tall here and very spaced out, with any luck she would be unseen this time. She saw the bird her ears had heard and got read to crouch and kill it. It was time to eat, and she needed food. Putting to practice what her mother taught her all those moons ago she paced forward. Getting ready to pounce she heard a bird call, loud and right above her. The bird she was stalking flew up into the air at a fast pace and she could reach it in time, even with her high jump.
"Mouse dung!" She hissed under her breath. Stupid birds... she took a deep breath, calming her self before walking out of the tree's, she scented her friends. Cole, Lyon and Serenity, all sitting together near the high fence, the one she could never see over. She padded over to them. Ever since the left her parents she has been living with the three of them.
She nodded to her friends, they aren't what you'd call close friends of hers, but they'd all fight for each other. Ada knew she wouldn't spend the rest of her life with these cats, but she at least wanted to be closer with them. Truth was, Ada was a very quiet cat, she didn't like to socialize and often didn't need to.
Ada sighed, she wanted to be closer with Serenity, or even Cole and Lyon, but when ever she tried she chickened out or said something weird.
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Post by Sheer on Oct 21, 2009 14:31:43 GMT -8
Lyon was starting to feel a strange tenseness around them, usually being shy and distant, insight was one of his strongest points. He had a good idea of how everyone thought of the other. Cole was the tough one who maybe felt a little dragged down by the others. Ada was distant, whether she wanted closer friends was not something for Lyon to judge. Serenity...he took it that she was just shy, a little naive but a nice cat all the same. What they thought of him? A dead weight? A weakling maybe? Well they probably had the right to if what Father had scorned him with was true. "What insolence, you should never aim for something you can't reach." he pointed out sharply to Ada. Aiming for goals you can't possibly ever get to, it's all just a pointless struggle, it's Sisyphean. The old fool couldn't get that through his head and now he's dead because of it. Yet the living don't prove to be much better. There was faint sarcasm in the train of thoughts blended with bluntness. Being blunt...where did he pick that up?
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Post by Rascally on Oct 21, 2009 15:02:29 GMT -8
Cole watched as the two she- cats approched and he smiled to them "hello Serenity and Ada" he said softly. He glanced to his friend Lyon, He could see his wheels turning and he frowned slightly. "Lyon whats on your mind?" he asked. Gently. He glanced to the two she cats He knew they were shy but why should they be? they had grown up together. And he was starting to Like Ada a little bit more then friends.
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Post by Sheer on Oct 21, 2009 15:19:03 GMT -8
"Oh nothing that you need to worry about Cole" Lyon mewed matter-of-factly. "My father committed suicide after torturing me since my mother died, why would anything be wrong?" Lyon's voice was filled with hurt sarcasm. "There's nothing better then to be rid of the decrepit old fool." His voice now switched to a cold mordant edge that was sharper then obsidian. Some things can't be changed, it's better to just accept them without a comment edgewise.
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Post by Rascally on Oct 21, 2009 23:41:06 GMT -8
Cole listened to his friend and thought for a moment. "The anger that your father emitted to you was His anger at losing his weight Him feeling like He failed some how and He took it out on You. You are a bigger cat then him dont let him get to you" He mewed He licked his paw for a few seconds and then turned his golden orbs Onto Lyon studying him. For a few moments. Swishing his tail against the ground. The tempatures were dropping. But Cole was getting his Winter coat was starting to come in.
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Sheer
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Post by Sheer on Oct 22, 2009 14:49:06 GMT -8
"Only truly pathetic beings blame others for not being able to control their own emotions." Lyon was starting to feel annoyed at Cole, perhaps once he would've appreciated concern but at the moment it was a nuisance. "You can stop with the explaining what's the point of being concerned about something that is never going to change? You're just wasting your breath."
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Post by Rascally on Oct 23, 2009 16:38:58 GMT -8
Cole rolled his orbs at Lyons angry words. "I was not explaining I was only stating that you are better then he was' He said. Swished his tail back and forth. The other Toms antics were getting worse. And he would not allow anyone to help him. Something needed to be done. Cole yawned and laid dow on his rump. He yawned again showing the tips of his sharp incisors. He closed his mouth and licked his lips. closin his eyes halfway.
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Sheer
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Post by Sheer on Oct 23, 2009 16:49:27 GMT -8
Lyon's bronze eyes glared down at the black and white tom who just decided to sit down and start yawning. "Well, looks like your not a night person are you?" he asked his voice smoothing back into cold calmness. "You should go to bed if you're tired enough to just sit down around here Cole." There was that innocent tint in his voice Lyon had struggled to get rid of.
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Post by Rascally on Oct 23, 2009 16:58:23 GMT -8
Cole narrowed his eyes at Lyon. "I am not tired just bored, Bored of you and your drama" He stated sitting up once more looking at the Lilac tom next to him. "your constantly Nagging about how bad your wretched old Father treated you. And the way you act it makes it hard to care about you. You dont treat your friends like Dirt Lyon" he said. He stood up He was slightly bigger then Lyon. And his father had taught hm to be an excellent fighter.
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Post by Sheer on Oct 23, 2009 17:02:47 GMT -8
Lyon's face expressed faint amusement, "Actually Cole if I remember correctly I've never talked about it before until you decided to bring up the subject." It was true, Lyon had tried to keep the whole abusive father thing under wraps for so long but some how it got out. Goodness knows how people kept secrets these days. He had come out to the human place to be alone but looks like no such luck.
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